but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

kind of mythopoesis

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

but i respect your search

so at the end

so an active mazelike process

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

propensity within someone

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

you have a beautiful account btw

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i want to do that too

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

all that is to say

i am quite illiterate on producing technology